And the rain in Spain falls mainly in Burbville. This is fine. The rain and the sun caused the white sweet alyssum to bloom and the periwinkle to purple and the daylilies and peonies and daisies to poke their noses out of the soil like prairie dogs. I can see the lemon balm pushing and shoving the autumn leaves aside. Let me outta here!

I haven’t posted anything in awhile. Seem to have had a tough time writing, the proper words just aren’t there. I’m going to be posting a ‘Bar Chronicles ‘ story this weekend. I’m not real pleased with it but I’ve got to do something that kickstart the ‘creative juices’. But it’s nice to be missed. Thank you. Have a great weekend. By the way, the book I’m reading about the Halifax explosion is very good. I recommend it if you like historical stuff…or, explosions 🤪!

We’ve all been there, Steve. Best to just write the crap until it isn’t crap anymore. I have to tell myself that all the time. I visited the museum in Halifax. That explosion was terrifying! I do like historical stuff. Cheers. Look forward to reading your post on Monday.

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